Ted looked distracted, as though some other movement hanuted his mind...

"Yes, Kiera, feel free. I'd also take the translation books as well..."

Ted smiled and pibked up the other books.

"After you."

OOC: As Jack is leaving, his mind is bouncing with memories, and thoughts. Italics aren't required to read, because they are his personal thoughts. Just thought I'd add quite a bit of depth to this post.

BIC:Jack overheard James as he told Trois what the government was doing. He didn't feel he was needed. He had much more pressing matters to attend to. He needed to return to the government facility he had been only once before and end what had been started...To show the Lion who the stronger Excecutioner was, to show him his only chances were to become one with the Chimera, to finally spill the blood of the man who had almost ended the Wiccan order...And the Five.

Jack began walking towards the front entrance, slowly at first. He had the solemnest face in the world on, putting Kiera's business face to shame. He started recalling all the people that had died, everyone by the Lion's hand or his accomplices...Urashi, Duex, The Order, The Five, Mother, Father, James, and...her. The one name he would never say again. The only woman to have loved him. And while he had learned to love again, he had found it near impossible with the looming threat of the Government. His solemn eyes were aflame with anger now, and the air about him began to toss about, reflecting the lifetime of anguish...Dalit was his successor, and Dalit knew quite a lot of grief already. He wanted no more...No more hate, no more war, no more death...Jack's eyes flared, with a horrible sadness behind him. 369 had given him his soul back. He needed to end this, for them. He had to end the life of Jack Eldridge, the Falcon, rebel against the Government. He wanted bring into being Jack Eldridge, the friend, not the comrade.

He stepped past a guard and walked out the front door, dissapearing into the forest.

Since he was 7, he had been fighting the Government. Hadn't 15 years of his life been enough? Along with the deaths of those close to him? Why did this evil have such an accursed winning streak? Even when they lost, they took something dear and damaged us further. He saw Deux's dead face, her last seconds protecting others. He looked up to her heriosm. She hadn't been concerned with her own saftey. Her breaths were for 369, for Witche's Through...Jack realized, his own selfish reasons had pushed back the ideology of freedom from his mind. When he was a child, his mother hadn't made him fight for freedom, because she knew that those who fought for freedom became twisted after they accomplished their goals. He fought for his friends, dead and alive, his family, and for revenge. He had no desire for a seat of power. He chuckled sadly. She had forged him to who he was.

He had seemingly teleported to the front of the Government base, the darkness of the night cloaking him. He became a silhouette in the shadows.

The guards meandered about the front door of the estate, sifting in and out of the spot lights that scanned the area. They had an aura of indifference about them, as if they never expected anything more than what they did now. Their guns were hanging loosely in their hands. They scanned the area time after time, getting agitated by the stillness of the night.
It was another typical night on the job, guarding the government offices. No one ever dared do anything to the offices, because the hidden security was world-renowned for it’s accuracy in adverse situations. So, these soldiers were mainly here to reinforce the image that this area was defended, and they all knew it. But, this was their assignment, and they had to accomplish it. So, the unwilling guards sat outside, waiting for a foe that should never even have to be worried about.
That’s why they never expected him. One guard, clad in his grey body armor and his gleaming captain’s badge fastened to his chest, noticed a silhouette in the darkness of the garden. For a second, all he could do was widen his eyes. Then, everything went dark as a loud crack of a weapon went off. It was foreign to the guard, who was used to only the wails and hisses of the laser guns. This sound was much more loud and forceful, leaving an echo in his chest. Behind him, the shattered glass of the spotlight fell to the ground.
Another crack and he heard a scream, noticing it was nearby him. It was one of the other guards, who had just let out his final breath. Thinking quickly, he realized his only hope of survival was to shoot where the silhouette had been. He fired rapidly, feeling the shifting heats in the barrel as he let off the shots. However, he hadn't taken into account the silhouette could move. And that…was fatal.
The emergency spotlight kicked on, revealing the guards that had fallen lying eschewed on the ground. The guard panicked and counted 4 down, and only he left standing. He raised his gun and watched the shadows through the lens on his gun. His breath became quick and it unsteadied his gun, it shaking wildly in his hands.
“Why, you’re not made for war…” A voice pronounced from behind him. The ultra fast cold fear that grips the soul over took the solider and he turned petrified. He saw someone that could not be his opponent. The man had long brown hair, a brown trench coat, a black t-shirt, and black pants. He had serene eyes that offered no emotions, but his presence still was too much of a shock for the soldier to react quickly. The man grabbed the gun from his hands and lifted it upwards, whispering a foreign phrase. The gun let off a crack and launched far into the sky, propelled by a magical force. The captain tried to make a sound, but the terror and confusion gripped his vocal chords to the farthest degree possible. The man put his fist softly on the captain’s chest and smiled a calming smirk of nonchalance.
“Now, lay down.” The guard heard the crack and remembered only the sensation of being propelled backwards so hard he was flying in the air, until he was interrupted by rogue bushes and put to sleep. His last complete memory before passing out was of the man saluting him and opening the front doors, escaping into the catacombs beyond…From there, he had no recall.

"That my dear, all depends on what type of vampire you speak of. An average vampire would shoot, bite, or claw. While our former self would have used the sword he loved so much. Now...WE would use magic, not just any magic, menacing, powerful magic. We would immobilize our target, and depending on the amount of time we had to kill them, we would torture them, making small, superficial wounds in heavily sensitive areas. We would use salt, lemon juice, or other acids to our advantage. Not to mention fire, fire is a very good thing for death..."

Kevin exited his room after killing his cigarette, and he overheard some commotion. "Dad, what's going on?" James grabbed him by the shoulders. "It's a disaster; the Government is marching on the Ullric House! They're going to raze it!" A wave of terror broke out over Kevin. "Shit! I knew this was going to happen.... Alright, we have 2500 troops. I'm taking the whole C Division with me, and enough artillery to compensate. Trois, come with me." He took Trois aside into the Ops Room, and plotted what was going on in the radar. "They're over here." He pointed to a long country road leading to the house. "If we come through the trees and pick off their troops from afar, we stand a chance of drawing them out and scattering them." He then pointed to a clearing beyond the trees and the road. "We'll set up our artillery there. Once we lure the enemy to the clearing, we let them have it. Get the Ullric House on the horn. Tell 'em to expect some guests." Kevin dahsed out to the Engineering Room, and spoke over the intercom. "Division C, mobilize for battle. Class HA-01 Equipment. NOW."
Within a few minutes, atanks and small mechs roared out of the compound, with Kevin at the front in his Type 23 Mech, Shock Rifle in hand. "Follow me!" He lead the troops into the clearing, and several men got out of the tanks, carrying sniper rifles. They found one, straight clearing, 400 meters throught the trees to the road. As the troops marched down the road, the snipers picked off several men, halting the enemy caraven.

Sandra smirked. "Well I gues fire would be the best way." She put a hand on her cheek and glared infront of her. "She's going to pay for making a mockery out of me."
Francine's eyes looked behind her as she saw the enforcements of the government. "Oh....no..." She backed up and looked to see if her army was outside. "No!" She shouted running straight towards the house.

"Francine Ullric!"

She looked back to see a sentinal aimed at her. Her eyes widened.

"You are under arrest for treason..."

Francine closed her eyes and smirked. "Oh really?"

She looked up at the tower. "It's fixed... I feel it." Francine smirked as she began to change form. Her clothes ripped and her fur grew. She had finally transformed again and this time... She liked it. Francine sniffed the air.

"ATTACK!!"

Francine smirked as she dodged each bullet. "A whole bunch of type 1's and 2's are going to help me...." She snarled and ripped through the sentinal to the cockpit. She looked at him as he began to wet himself. Francine ripped him out and held him up. "I WILL use him as a shield."

Fire arms still fired and the man screamed. "Let me go! Let me go!"

Francine glared at him. "Do you think I care? What happened to the treaty? Who is your leader?" Francine snarled and hid behind the pilotless sentinel. She licked her teeth. "I haven't had human flesh in who knows how long." She snarled. Ofcourse she was only trying to scare the information out of this commander, and it wasn't helping.

Soon armies of werewolves came out of the Ullric manor and began to transform.

OOC: True, so I don't make you edit your post, I'm just going to restate the name of the sentinal to "Mobile Suit UniT", to make the idea of a human inside more accurate. Sentinals are fully robotic androids.

BIC: General Briggs saw this beast attack a Mobile Suit Unit, and took his binoculars from his face. "Coporol? Fire at will." The man in the tank on which Briggs was upon, aimed the cannon of the HAMC-02 Tank at the grounds near the house, and fired. The other tanks followed suit, launching high speed explosive projectiles from the tanks cannons, striking at, or near the house. Fire could be seen, and Briggs grinned. "All infantry! Attack! Sentinals, you stay with me."
Govenernment shock troops, with their M5AB Assault Rifles, locked and loaded with 7.63mm Silver Bullets charged at the base. "Like I give a shit what could happen to that guy she has. We have a mission, and that's not going to slow us down!" The human Francine was holding was mowed down in a hail of gunfire, that attempted to tear at Francine, as well.
All of a sudden, with no warning, several men were shot dead in the head. The exit wounds came from the side. Briggs grimmaced. "Corporol, fire through the trees. Who ever's out there is going to die." The coropol turn his turret to the side, while the rest of the tanks pounded the Ullric compound, and he fired through the brush, and struck the Snipers in Kevin's encampment, scattering them about. Kevin cursed at himself. "Shit! That's it! CHARGE!"

OOC: Everyone; if you want, take over Briggs' troops. Sorry for the late edit, everyone

OOC: Meh, screw editing, I'll just post here so it's not overlooked. Clock, you can keep control of Briggs and company for now, I just wanted in on the action. My moment to shine you know.

BIC: *Lightning suddenly stuck one of the sentinals and continued to another one, frying them both to "death" in a few moments. The blast had come from the opposite side of the clearing from Kevin and the army, and there stood Morrighan, her red hair crackling with static energy and a cold smirk on her face as she called out to her comrads*

"Sorry I'm late, boys."

*A group of five Government troops fired at her, but in a flash she dodged the bullets and was behind them, athame out and decapitating each one as she ran past. The five dropped dead and those that witnessed it knew that the Type 3 Wiccan that had escaped 5 years ago had been found. Morrighan locked eyes with Briggs, who stood a short distance away*

Francine smirked and snarled. Her eyes began to thin. "Elder now!" She yelled.

Walls began to rise around the Ullric Manor. A barrier made of metal, how fitting for werewolves, she thought. That wasn't the only thing though. "I'm not taking this anymore..." She said making her way up to the general. She made it so that what they were targeting was her and every sentinel and mobile units she jumped on were shot at. There were many explosions. The Ullric clan took in the survivors and made them prisoners. She looked back. "DO NOT EAT THEM!" She shouted. "I don't want you all to catch something." Francine finally stopped jumping around to catch her breath.

Another type 2 Maurelous jumped beside her and smirked. He was a brown wolf and had only one black spot. On his eye. "You ready? We'll split up it'll take out double."

Francine nodded. "Okay let's go." The two jumped in separate directions keeping them on target. "You might as well make them stop!"

Briggs diverted his attention to the woman in black clothes, confronting him, almost tauntingly. "Who the fuck are you?" He aimed his rifle at her head, and licked his lips. "Won't matter soon; you'll be dead pretty quick. Any last words?"
The corporol in the tank, shouted to the rest of his batallion, "Full power!" With that, the tanks fired their rounds upon the sheet metal wall, shaking it with each blast. However, one my one, the tanks were cut down by Kevin's Beam Rifle. It would still take a lot of time to acomplish, though, as there were over two dozen tanks in all. The rest of the Sentinals saw this iron wall, and decided to take action, blowing past the horde of werewolves, and using their massive, Kinetic Axes upon the iron itself, rattling it with each strike.
The Government infantry continued to unloud their silver 7.62 bullets upon the lycanthrope beasts, bringing a fair amount of them down. However, they, too, were met with death, when the 369's troops shot them up in retaliation.
The battle continued...

*Morrighan looked at Briggs for a moment. He had been in charge of her combat training... guess that faces really are lost in the crowd. She rolled out of the way of the bullets and appeared behind him. She hit him in the back of the head, knocking him out cold*

"Alright, down to business...."

*She turned to the line of tanks. Lightning was useful, but in this case fire was more fun. Type 3 Wiccans are generally equally balanced as far as elemental magick is concerned, and Morrighan was an anomaly in that she was stronger in Storm magick.*

"Fira neudaris!"

*A massive explosion ripped the advancing tanks appart and the debris rained down on the Government troops*

"Next!"

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This isn't about you and your loud mouth,This is about me and my fucking beard.

There was a battle raging on across the forests near the Ulrich house; but the fate of a five year old child was relying heavily on a stealth operation, carried out by one man. Jack had to keep things in priority.

He flickered in and out of the pools of moonlight entering through the windows. The Government had a much more creative defense system this time around. They locked all doors and shut the main power off, leaving only the command center room and the emergency doors and lights operative. Jack had no idea where the command center was, but he could sense the Lion's presence nearby. It was like a feeling rising within him as he drew closer, the feeling rising steadily with each step. He knew it was only a matter of time until-

He was there.

He stared a door, covered with emergency steel to protect the office within. He smiled as he twirled the two pistols in his hands, stopping as he shot four rounds into it. They puncutured the door in two spots, immediatly next to each other. Jack had fired two bullets into each spot so he could get double the results, and that was all he needed. He fitted his fingers though the holes and charged energy in his right hand until he pushed his hands forward against the door. He used his natural strength along with 2 instant incantations to break the door down, causing it to flail crazily in the air until it landed 15 ft from Jack, on the desk of the Lion. There, standing against the back wall with a dark grin and sinister eyes, was the man Jack had come to fight.

"You son of a bitch..."Jack muttered angrily, his rage building. The supressed memories now had a target, a source of finality and relief to the anguish that had followed Jack for a large portion of his life. As Jack spoke, saying "You die today", he twirled his guns and sheathed them in one elegant motion.

The Lion laughed haughtily, sticking his right hand out. From his hands erupted a sword of dark fire, solidified by the sheer volume of it. It was his signature weapon, a concentration of mana on a hilt he had on his belt.

However, Jack also brought his hilt, and in a flash he brought to life his fiery longsword, encased in an eternal green flame.

The Lion twirled the sword skillfully before letting out his response...

"Then it all ends here."

The two flashed with their enourmous stores of aura, pushing any stray objects like the door and desk out of their way. They charged at each other and swung, beginning the battle that would determine the future of the world.

Xeios turned away, and looked back with a crazed smile on his face. He had felt the intentions of Sandra.

"Who, the Wolf Girl. She'll pay soon enough, actually, I have a rather ingenious way of doing so...You see, she has what you would call, a shock collar, and can easily be set down by a mere press of a button, problem is, finding the button, but after that, she's our little pet..."

Xeios was unsure of whether or not the collar had been removed, but if it had not, it would prove to his advantage.

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This isn't about you and your loud mouth,This is about me and my fucking beard.

The energies and enemies clashed violently, the building erupting around them. At first, the office walls collapsed as the two's sword clashes sent shockwaves out into the building. Soon, guards and officials were fleeing as the building was being bombarded with wave after wave of the clashes. The two were unaffected, too busy swinging their swords incredibly fast at each other, anger building with each confrontation. Each built up a powerful slash and met each other's blade, holding them steadily. The two sword scratched each other and caused a constant release of energy, the two growling loudly.

The Lion yelled "YOU FOOL! YOU MAY BE BLOCKING MY ASSAULTS, BUT I AM THE STRONGER HERE!" He laughed evilly, his clothing ripped by the shockwaves and flying about haphazardly. Jack merely responded with a single laugh, as he broke two seals on his body, causing an eruptance of energy so great it threw the Lion heavily off balance. Jack screamed as he charged an excess of energy into the sword and swung at the Lion's sword, who had also charged an extreme amount into it. The resulting clash shattered both blades, casuing an epic explosion. To anyone looking at the Base, the explosion had put an end to it, leaving in the middle two warriors, grasping for breath.

"...Let's finish this!" They both screamed as they charged what they could into their hands and swung at each other, continuing the epic battle.

OOC: The command center just got esploded. Any secret communications between the enemies in the batle and the Sentinals just got turned off.

OOC: Can Sentinals still function once the command center has been destroyed?

*Morrighan felt the massive surge of energies from the government base and turned her head in that direction. The power she was feeling terrified her, and all she could do was hope that Jack was okay. It was then that she saw the Sentinals around her collapse into useless piles as the ground shook from the explosion miles away. Morrighan smiled*

OOC: The Sentinals are being controlled in a secondary base, miles away. Jack didn't even touch that place yet. They're still operational there.

A sentinal came up from behind Morrighan, and aimed its rifle down at her face. Its computerized voice commanded at her. "Freeze. Dispel your mana, or you will die." It cocked its rifle...
Meanwhile, Kevin fired another shot at a tank close by, exploding into shrapnel that bounced offf the mech's deflector shields. "Dammit... The gun's overheating...."

*Morrighan raised her head and looked up at the Sentinal. Guess not all were controlled by that base.*

"Never dealt with a Type 3 have you?"

*In a blink of an eye, Morrighan had kicked off the ground and launched herself at the Sentinal's head. She spun so that her foot would connect first, and it shattered the machine when it hit, sending the metal body to the ground as it's CPU was destroyed. She landed on top of the fallen robot*

"We're just as deadly without magick."

*For good measure she zapped the Sentinal as she dissmounted. She ran towards Kevin, keeping an eye out for more of the robots*

Francine opened her eyes and looked up. Her werewolf friend was carrying her in his strong brown arms. He glared at her and growled. "By the moon, you think a leader would go on with out blacking out?"

Francine gave a weak werewolf grin. "It's just I haven't fought on my own in so long..."

"You've grown weak..." He said. "Too weak... You need to change artificially, and you need that collar of your's. What makes you so weak Francine?"

Francine looked to the side and jumped out of his arms. She looked at the ground. It's gotta be.... that... She thought. "Love..." She whispered to Maurelous.

Maurelous sighed and shook his head. "You're errors almost caused us our house. Do it again and I may rip your throat and make myself leader."

Francine's eyes thinned and looked at Maurelous. "Consider this your warning, rip my throat and I too shall gut you with my claws as a last will."

Maurelous smirked. "Much better..."
Keira looked at her watch. She walked out and thanked Ted. "Ted..." She said looking at him. "About my vision..."
Sandra smirked. "So she'll be a pet eh?...." She put a hand on her cheek. Some pet she'll be... A fine person to take command over my race with. she thought.

Sandra looked at Xeios. "I remember her wearing a spiked collar with a red spike in the middle. Hooked on the bottom is a pentacle with only the wind stone in it. Does that symbol of the pentacle remind you of someone..?"
Just then Keira sneezed. She looked at the ground. Her eyes seemed a little saddened. As a teenager she pictured what a perfect life would be like. That was what she wanted, a family... But now... her vision... That's what she wants to know about.... Xeios... She thought sadly... Why did I slap you? Was it for the better? She looked at her hand... I'm so sorry... She thought... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to hurt your feelings... but you weren't there to see her... Deux.. You didn't see her face.. Keira's mind wandered. She shook her head. My vision, She thought, I have to stay on track with my vision...Aldis looked out. "Jack..." She said playing an old 20th century game of Uno with Dalit.

Dalit smiled. "Uno!"

She put down another card.

"I WIN AGAIN ALDIS!" He shouted. He looked up at her with a pouty face. "Why are you letting me win?"

Aldis smiled. "I'm not letting you win, you just got all the good cards."

Dalit smiled and continued another game with her.

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This isn't about you and your loud mouth,This is about me and my fucking beard.

Ted looked at her gingerly as she pondered about Xeios in her mind. He wondered what those strange outbursts of aura were, but he didn't put a lot of thought into it. These days, one always had to be on their toes.

"I'm listening, Kiera..."

Jack rose from the rubble that had been piled up on him, his body shaking with pain. He stood with a slump, his face scruntched in irritation. He steadied himself and stood straighter, staring down the rising Lion.

They were both injured, and ready to kill. Jack, deep down, knew this next attack would decide the match. He cast secretly the incantation that released 4 more seals, leaving him with 1 left. This was it.

The Lion charged his final strike as well, a dark grin on his face. He would finally see an end to the Five with this blow...

They both growled and charged forward at diehard speeds. As their bodies met, the outputted shockwave from their attack shook the earth so violently it shook the plates. To anyone who would have observed it, the resulting earthquake would have been rated 7 on the Richter scale.

The outflow of energy from the two was a torrent, the screams of the energy escaping and filling the area. Jack put everything he could spare into this attack.

His mind began to falter. He saw memories of Kevin, Francine, Xeios, Urashi, Duex, Trois...Morrighan, Dalit, his mother, his father...Aldis...and Kiera...He then saw once more Dalit, his cousin's, young smiling face. He knew he could not afford to lose.

With this thought, he let out a scream the Lion could barely hear, muffled by the roaring air:

"FINAL OUTPUT!"

And so he broke the final seal while locked in this final struggle, hoping some god would pity him and spare him enough to live. His work was not yet finished on this earth.

**WARNING**
Gun Temperature at 705 Degrees Fahrenheit. Lock-ip initializing.
With that, the gun locked up, and Kevin could no longer squeeze the trigger. he tossed the rifle away with a grimace, and picked up a tank by its turet, and tossed it into one of its allies. "I'm haning in there... Sort of..."
In the distance, motorcycles and shouting could be heard. Jeeps, Motorbikes, and hovercrafts appeared over the horizon in a staggering amount. At it's head was an elderly man, driving a jeep. It was the Father. His rag-tag team of gang members, street punks, vagrants was hardly befitting of aman of God, but there was little resistance against the Government, so this was all he could muster....
Several shots came from the gang; blueish beams of electricity from infantry Shock Rifles, destroying some government guards. "YEEE-HAW! Hope we're not late!" One of the rogues yelled as they neared....
A loud rumbling could ber heard in the distance, and the ground shook underneath Kevin's mech. He looked over in the general direction of the Government facility, and saw a large mushroom cloud, silhoutted by flames. "What the mother fuck?" His attention got diverted again, as gun fire rained down on the mechs shields. "Stay focused..."
Adam was startled by the massive earthquake from the government facility, to say the least. He was thrown back from hs chair onto the ground. "What the shit!? Where did that come from?" One of the sentinal operators spoke up. "It was from facility E-02, south south west from here... It's gone..." Adam didn't change his expression. "You do have a back up of all out research, correct?" The guard nodded. "Fine. Everything else is irrelevant. One compound blowing up won't hinder our progress. Continue with the operation!" The guard sat at attention. "Yes, sir!"